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While He Zhijun's eyes were fixed on Ye Chen.
Su Enping also captured it.
After seeing that He Zhijun's colleagues were stopping in front of those ordinary antique dealers who no one was interested in.
Su Enping became more playful.
"Mr. He, I said that your Wuji Group is a garbage recycling station, right? That guy is from your Wuji Group, right? Your Wuji Group is now interested in even those things that no one wants? Are you planning to collect a lot of them and bring them back to the tour auction to make up the number?
Although the Fusu Group and the Wuji Group are mortal enemies.
But if he was facing Dong Qian, Su Enping would never dare to be so presumptuous.
But as the eldest son of a wealthy Su family, He Zhijun was too lazy to cover up the so-called general manager.
But at this moment, He Zhijun was too lazy to pay attention to the other party's foul mouth. After all, it was not the first time that he had seen the other party's face that was not worthy of his status.
After a little surprise.
He walked quickly towards Ye Chen.
And at this time Ye Chen was sitting beside the table.
He picked up the piece of clothing on the table. It looked to be of extremely poor quality, but the pattern on the surface was exquisite and exuded an extraordinary sense of dignity. The inner layer was golden satin from the Ming Dynasty that was covered with obscure Buddhist images and texts.
The moment he touched the satin, Ye Chen could no longer suppress his heartbeat.
Because, this piece of satin fell into his hands in the previous life.
In the end, it was he who revealed a piece of information that had been speculated but not confirmed throughout history!
The momentary psychological fluctuation has become the most intense experience since his rebirth, except for the reunion with Yinuo and Youyou.
"Why? Are you interested in this piece of gold satin from the Ming Dynasty?" the antique dealer at the table asked with a smile.
He was just an unknown low-level antique dealer.
The reason he was able to appear here this time was because he learned that Fusu Group was organizing an antique exchange meeting in Jiangzhou, and then he used his connections and went through a lot of trouble to get an admission letter. Of course, with his status, he could only bring antiques with him, and only with an invitation letter could he come in empty-handed.
So he brought over the Ming Dynasty gold satin that he had bought from the countryside a few years ago at a cost of over 100,000 yuan.
The idea in his mind was just to join in the fun and experience the so-called antique exchange. By the way, if someone really was interested in this thing, he would be happy to sell it quickly.
Since he bought this piece of Ming Dynasty satin with obscure Buddhist images on the inner layer, his business has been going downhill, so much so that he had to suspect that it was this piece of satin that caused the bad luck. He wanted to sell it to some colleagues, but no one was willing to take it over.
But if he were to throw it away, it would have cost him hundreds of thousands of dollars after all.
So I thought of bringing it to an exchange meeting to see if I could meet someone who could take it over.
Perhaps the Fusu Group would never have imagined that when it took the lead in organizing an antique exchange fair in Jiangzhou, a place where it was unfamiliar with the place, some local antique dealers in Jiangzhou would take advantage of the situation and set up stalls.
Although the antique exchange itself has a certain transactional nature, the other party is not much different from the stalls in the antique city.
At that moment, he saw Ye Chen pick up the scripture satin that he considered to be unlucky.
The antique dealer was already showing excitement behind his smile. "Can you give it to me?" Ye Chen asked.
"That depends on how much you are willing to pay!" the antique dealer said with a hypocritical smile.
At this point, both of them were experiencing accelerated heartbeats.
"Name a price!" Ye Chen didn't waste any more words. "This is the Ming Dynasty..."
Just as the antique dealer habitually lifted the satin.
Ye Chen interrupted, "Don't try that. This is not Lingnan Antique City. Do you think your boasting will be useful here?"
After Ye Chen said this.
The antique dealer was suddenly embarrassed.
He almost forgot that this was not an antique city, let alone his antique shop.
"Three hundred thousand!" The antique dealer quickly put away his embarrassment and directly quoted the price.
If he took the initiative to find someone to take over, just like he had done before with his peers, he would have offered a price of one hundred and twenty or thirty thousand.
But at this moment, facing Ye Chen's active interest, he subconsciously raised the price to 300,000.
However.
Just as he quoted the price.
Before Ye Chen could reply.
He Zhijun and several treasure appraisers had already walked over.
Oh, and there's Su Enping who's following behind wanting to watch the fun.
"Mr. Ye, why are you here?" He Zhijun asked with a smile.
"Mr. Ye, are you interested in this thing?"
As soon as He Zhijun finished speaking, a veteran treasure appraiser frowned.
The title of Mr. Ye was changed back from Master Ye by Ye Chen.
Because after thinking about it carefully, if I really use the name of Master Ye, it will only attract strange looks and cause trouble...
At that time.
The antique dealer at the table looked as ugly as he could.
As an antique dealer in Jiangzhou, he would not be unfamiliar with He Zhijun of Wuji Group, let alone those treasure appraisers of Wuji Group.
When I thought about the price I quoted, I felt extremely embarrassed.
"Looking at the patterns on the surface and the Buddhist text on the inner layer, it should be satin from the Ming Dynasty. However, this quality probably doesn't have much collection value!" said another treasure appraiser.
"If we really talk about the value, it will definitely not exceed 150,000, but there are probably not many people willing to collect these!" said another treasure appraisal expert.
Although I haven't touched the satin yet.
But at a glance, the value of this thing was immediately apparent.
"I think it's okay. The other party is willing to sell it, so I plan to buy it!" Ye Chen said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Su Enping, the eldest son of the wealthy Su family who followed He Zhijun, burst into laughter at this time.
He looked at Ye Chen and said, "Brother, please, you are also someone who hangs out with Mr. He. Don't you know whether this kind of thing has collection value? Do you really think that you can get a 130 million worth of brocade Dharani Sutra quilt from it like that yellow satin cassock from the late Qing Dynasty? Do you need me to popularize it for you? There was no system of using Dharani Sutra quilts for the royal family in the Ming Dynasty, haha!"
Although He Zhijun's call of "Mr. Ye" made him a little surprised as he thought Ye Chen was just He Zhijun's lackey, he still did not take Ye Chen seriously after a while.
He took this opportunity to tease her, which made He Zhijun feel very complicated.
Because just as Su Enping said, this thing has no collection value at all.
But then again, how could Ye Chen, who could reveal the secrets of the late Qing Dynasty from the inconspicuous "wood carving" of the Qing Dynasty, and the true appearance of the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup and "Songyang Hanbai Tu", not even know that bit of common sense?
impossible!!!
For a moment, he was at a loss.
Little did he know that Ye Chen just looked at Su Enping, shook his head and smiled. He did not argue with him, nor did he give any reply.
Although I don't know where this thing came from, but judging from its appearance, it looks like something that belongs to a rich second-generation.
He felt a little disgusted by the other party's sarcastic and somewhat eccentric tone of voice.
Well, if it was his son, he would definitely give him a few slaps... What the hell is this!
As for whether the other party was kind enough to educate me, judging from the sarcastic expression and teasing tone, it was undoubtedly a mockery -
"By the way, how much did you say just now?" Ye Chen turned around and smiled at the antique dealer. He almost subconsciously quoted the price of 300,000.
If He Zhijun and his group had not arrived, he would have had to bargain slowly.
But with the appearance of He Zhijun and others, if he dared to ask for 300,000 again, he would be foolish.
"Mr. Ye, if you are interested, just take it away for 130,000 yuan. We'll be making friends!" said the antique dealer with a sullen smile.
From 300,000 to 130,000, there is no sense of disobedience at all.
This is also the characteristic of people who ask for exorbitant prices and then pay back the money... they are thick-skinned.
He had even thought about it. If the other party still thought the price was high, he would sell it for 80,000, even if it was 100,000, so as to avoid keeping this thing and continuing to bring bad luck.
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Daoist06kEwr Thank you, dear readers, for your support. Due to my mistake, this novel was classified as "fan fiction". Now I've started to continuously update it in the "novel" category. The title of the novel is "Rebuilding the Business Empire", and you can still search for it. I will keep updating it until Chapter 200, and then I will continue writing it in the "novel" category. I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to you.
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